Emptiness (and lessons of French in bakeries)


This is a treasure I found in the shores of Ilo city. Walking… I love the stones of colors, and the little details, but I didn’t see pearls :P

Lessons of French

Once I entered to the bakery and I asked for two soles of bread, I said: “Good afternoon, give me please two soles of cachitos” the Sol is our currency in Peru and cachito means “lil horn” it´s an affective way to call a kind of common bread we have in the shape of little bull horns; then the lady in the shop said almost yelling “Nooooooo! these are croissants!!!!! haha, the people insist in call them cachitos!”

One day the girlfriend of my older brother saw me after they broke to give me some documents. She always treated me with a subtle aggresiveness, and I think she did well, I hardly give trust to somebody I don’t know. But that afternoon she was quite polite and invited me to a bakery. So I asked for the Mousse of chocolate but in a badly way because I pronounced “Please, give me a mouse of chocolate” nevertheless the waiter understood and she said: “whaaaat! Did you just asked for a mouse in English?” so, to save the honor, I said… “of course, I want a little mouse made of chocolate and I don’t expect anything else to try!…”